Clawing, grasping,
reaching towards the sun.
Curiously resilient,
ever growing, ever gaining strength.
O, what a wondrous thing it is,
powerful, so very strong.
What horror.
Dark and deep, growing ever stronger.
For in looking I found something unseen,
that sun I saw was my sun,
that creature not outside but in my very soul,
making me not me.
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